Prisoner's Dilemma

Jiang Chen didn't answer, turned around and lay down again.

After waiting for a long time for his response, Han Shaojun worried about him instead: "Are you feeling unwell?" He stretched out his hand and touched Jiang Chen's forehead as he spoke, it seemed to be a little hot.

Jiang Chen waved his hand away: "Don't touch it!"

"Do you need me to take your temperature?"

Jiang Chen retracted his head into the quilt: "No need!"

Han Shaojun became even more worried: "If you're not feeling well, you should speak up sooner."

"Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Chen revealed half of his head, blinking at Han Shaojun.

Han Shaojun was confused by him: "What are you talking about? Why should I feel bad?"

"I have a way to make you as uncomfortable as I am." Jiang Chen smiled secretly at Han Shaojun, rubbed the bedside table for a while, found the phone and dug out a video from it.

Before Han Shaojun saw the screen, he heard an emotional gasp, and Jiang Chen actually played a pornographic movie.

"You bastard! Looking for trouble for nothing!" Han Shaojun immediately understood the reason for Jiang Chen's "discomfort", and turned his back angrily, thinking that he was really uncomfortable, but he didn't expect it to be dissatisfaction.A teenager at this age has initially completed his sexual development, and has turned from ignorance to a strong desire for certain things, and he can't help but want to taste the forbidden fruit.

"Come on, let's watch together." Jiang Chen grabbed Han Shaojun's shoulder, trying to twist him back.

"Don't look, don't look!"

"Stay with me."

Maybe it was because of lying down, Jiang Chen's voice sounded a little soft, Han Shaojun couldn't resist, so he could only turn around and watch pornographic movies with him.

The dim light of the screen illuminates the young face, the sensual picture hits the brain, and the delicate panting penetrates the eardrum.There was a fierce sex in front of him, surrounded by his beloved boy, how could Han Shaojun resist, he felt dizzy for a while, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.However, Jiang Chen was very absorbed in watching, and his breathing became heavier and heavier with the movements of the people in the painting.

"Look for yourself." Han Shaojun pushed his phone away.

Watching the repeated piston movement alone is somewhat boring, how could Jiang Chen let him go: "Don't, good brothers advance and retreat together."

"Who wants to watch movies with you!" Han Shaojun was agitated, and his tone was a little angry.

Jiang Chen didn't take it seriously, he just thought that Han Shaojun was embarrassed: "Come on, come on!"

"Go aside!"

Jiang Chen chuckled a few times, and suddenly put his arm across Han Shaojun's waist, went straight to the vital point, and grabbed it.

Han Shaojun was caught off guard and screamed, "What are you doing!"

"Hey, you're hard, you scoundrel!" Jiang Chen smiled like a fox who stole a chicken.

The blood rushes straight to the brain, and if you turn on the light, you will find that Han Shaojun's face is flushed: "Let go!"

"It's uncomfortable, I said that there is a way to make you feel as uncomfortable as me." Jiang Chen even squeezed it hard.

"Let go!" Han Shaojun grabbed his hand.

"I won't let it go!" Jiang Chen triumphantly said, "You still say you don't want to watch it, but you just can't bear it! Don't pretend to be in front of me. If you are hard, you will be hard. It's a normal reaction."

Han Shaojun was going crazy, how could he bear Jiang Chen holding his things in his hands, his heartbeat almost stopped: "Don't mess with me!"

Jiang Chen only thought that he was shy, so he simply leaned half of his body over and held down his twitching limbs: "Shh, take it easy, don't wake up your parents."

Knowing that the sound insulation in the room is very good, Han Shaojun was still dumb for an instant, the breath of his words was in his ears, like an aphrodisiac drug, and he was about to fall into the abyss.

Pleasure flooded in like a tide, and he soon felt the wetness on his underwear. Han Shaojun was about to hit someone, but his raised hand froze in mid-air again, because he clearly felt a stick on his thigh. The same hot thing belonged to Jiang Chen.

Because his vitals were being controlled and his posture was at a disadvantage, Han Shaojun was eager to regain his strength, so he raised his leg and bumped into Jiang Chen's lower abdomen: "You're still talking about me, aren't you too hard?"

Jiang Chen snorted, Han Shaojun didn't have much strength to touch him, he was not so much pointing the position as teasing. "So what, I've already been hardened, okay?" Jiang Chen didn't care at all, and pushed his leg viciously.

The first touch was a trick, but after touching it once, he found it was too refreshing, a little addictive, so Jiang Chen rubbed it a few more times.The pajama pants seemed to be a little wet by him, Han Shaojun was on the verge of collapse, and even his voice changed a bit: "Stop making trouble, let go, and go to the bathroom to solve it."

Jiang Chen glanced at the bathroom, feeling unhappy for no reason. When he was sexually aroused, he didn't think rationally about too many things, and instinctively didn't want to leave the person in his arms. "No!" he said willfully.

Han Shaojun's hands began to tremble: "Then what are you going to do?"

These words sounded a bit strange, Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, at this moment he was greedy for Han Shaojun's warmth and the state of being completely different from usual when he was up.The crotch pushed subconsciously a few times, and the smile on his face was stained with lust: "I will help you, you help me, what, help each other, support each other."

His father's words were repeated by him at this moment, and he felt a different kind of shame.Han Shaojun's breathing almost stopped, his eyes widened: "This joke is not funny at all."

"I'm not joking." Jiang Chen hugged Han Shaojun tightly, and kept rubbing against him, the thing slid on Han Shaojun's thigh, leaving traces of traces.

"no……"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen leaned on Han Shaojun, "Come on, come on."

Han Shaojun has never successfully rejected Jiang Chen since he was a child, he always has all kinds of strange ways to force himself to compromise, and maybe, Jiang Chen didn't use any powerful tricks, just an aggrieved expression and a few words of pleading can make Han Shaojun submit.

The low whisper was like the temptation of the devil, and Han Shaojun was the lamb that fell into the trap, unable to break free, but obediently walked forward under his temptation.

Seeing that Han Shaojun lost his mind, Jiang Chen grabbed Han Shaojun's hand and pressed it down.

When Han Shaojun held it, his brain had been emptied, and there was only one thought in his mind: that thing was beating.

What happened at this moment was something Han Shaojun could not imagine in his dreams.Dreaming back at midnight, what appeared in front of his eyes was the brilliance of the boy in the sun, and it was the boy's proud and willful smile that haunted him in his dreams.But now all the hazy veils have been thrown away, leaving only the most primitive instinctive desires, direct and stimulating.

Although, it's just pure adolescent restlessness.

Jiang Chen was completely in a state of excitement, Han Shaojun remained motionless, he could only move by himself.He covered Han Shaojun's hand, squeezed it halfway, arched his waist slightly, and thrust in his hand.

Han Shaojun was in a state of confusion, he could only throw it at him, all his senses disappeared, only the palm of his hand was the only source of heat, and he could feel his heat and hardness wholeheartedly.

"Shao Jun..." Jiang Chen called out in a low voice, more like an unconscious call.

Han Shaojun came back to his senses, his lustful eyes under the moonlight, his slightly parted thin lips, his excited sweat, everything was so sexy that he was about to kill himself.

This is an experience Han Shaojun has never had. In the past, desires always came and left quietly in dreams.As a normal young man, he loves it and can't resist it, not to mention that that hand belongs to Jiang Chen, as long as he thinks about it, he will be so excited that he is close to orgasm.

On the mobile phone, pornographic movies continued to play, the man's deep and powerful snorting sound intertwined with the woman's delicate and soft moaning sound, a small piece of light faintly shone on the fiery two people.Their heavy breathing is also like the two people in the film intertwined and ups and downs, cutting open the forbidden fruit, and the sweet juice erupts and flows.

The two lay flat on the bed, savoring the aftertaste of the orgasm, and it took a long time to ease from the excitement.

In fact, they just fought each other, but Han Shaojun felt as if he had experienced a world war, his mind was still full of bullets, and he was blown dizzy.

It's ridiculous!His eyes were closed tightly, it was hard to believe what he had just done, he was almost afraid to open his eyes to look at the person lying beside him, and the comfortable nasal voice of that person was like a magic voice that pierced his ears, lingering.

After resting for a while, Han Shaojun got up by supporting the head of the bed.

Jiang Chen noticed the movement of the people around him, and reflexively clasped his wrist: "What are you doing?"

Han Shaojun was still a little dizzy, and looked at him blankly: "Go and take a shower." Although they didn't even take off their pants, their body fluids soaked through their pants and wet their bodies.

A weird thought inexplicably appeared in Jiang Chen's mind: He shouldn't be disgusted, right?This thought made him inexplicably nervous, and then he could only hold on to him inexplicably.

Han Shaojun was also baffled by him, and repeated: "It's sticky and uncomfortable, I'll go wash it."

Jiang Chen let go.Are you relieved?Jiang Chen couldn't understand what he was thinking, he could only watch him walk into the bathroom with vain steps, his figure was illuminated by the bright yellow light, and there were obvious marks on his pants.

After Han Shaojun cleaned up, it was Jiang Chen.When Jiang Chen came out after washing, he saw that the paper towels had been cleaned up, the window of the room was wide open, and the cold wind blew away the obscene atmosphere in the room, Han Shaojun sat under the window blankly.

In contrast, Jiang Chen acted like nothing had happened: "Why are you in a daze, let's go to sleep."

After venting, he was physically and mentally tired, so Han Shaojun dragged himself back to the bed.Just when he lay down, Jiang Chen leaned over again, scaring him so much that he almost fell off the bed.

"What are you doing again!" Han Shaojun stared at Jiang Chen vigilantly.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath: "You are so fragrant!"

"Jiang Chen!" Han Shaojun shouted.

Jiang Chen laughed like he had succeeded, and got into bed.

Han Shaojun watched helplessly as Jiang Chen closed his eyes contentedly, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it comfortable this time?"

A smile rippling on the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth, he looked at Han Shaojun and blinked: "It's very comfortable!"

Although the words were very ordinary, Han Shaojun felt extremely happy, as if they could satisfy his soul more than the catharsis of desire.

Jiang Chen turned over, wrapped the quilt tightly, and muttered: "It's better to be a brother, Lin Zhuyan doesn't mean anything at all."

The smile froze on Han Shaojun's face in an instant, and he suddenly understood the conflict between Jiang Chen and Lin Zhuyan, and also understood the real reason for his anxiety.He was born with good conditions and didn't need to suppress any desires, but after accumulating to a certain level, he couldn't release them smoothly from the girl, so he became a breakthrough point for him to vent.

Habitual indulgence, he can always get what he wants from Han Shaojun, Han Shaojun tried his best and couldn't bear to let him down.

No miracle happened, knowing that there could only be such a reason, but I was still extremely disappointed in my heart, the previous physical pleasure was gone.

Han Shaojun forced himself not to hope, only in this way can he not feel sad.Reluctantly, he traced his outline with his eyes, closed his eyes, and isolated all unrealistic delusions.